"Even in summer, you still have to be careful about catching a cold."

Along with the intimate voice, the overwhelming familiar and thick breath enveloped her instantly.

Wen Chaoyan came from behind, bent down and hugged Jiang Wancheng tightly in his arms.

He sighed softly, as if his longing for him for many days was finally satisfied at this moment.

Jiang Wancheng remained motionless. Just when Wen Chaoyan noticed something was wrong with her mood, she suddenly spoke again and asked, "Yun Nian, who is she?"

Wen Chaoyan was silent for a moment.

He didn't ask her why she knew, and just answered truthfully: "She is the daughter of Princess Duanhe."

Jiang Wancheng was a little surprised: "Yun Nian is the eldest princess's granddaughter?"

The eldest princess of Jin Dynasty is also in her forties.

Because she is the only biological sister of the emperor of Jin Dynasty, she has been favored since childhood. She has always been domineering and domineering. She has intervened in the government affairs of the court several times, and she has a very high status in Jin Dynasty.

Wen Chaoyan nodded.

Jiang Wancheng: "Then she is a county head?"

Wen Chaoyan noticed her concern, but was puzzled: "So what? Cheng'er, what's wrong with you?"

The status of the county head is not too high, but it is still higher than that of ordinary noble ladies.

If it is more noble, it is comparable to the daughter of the Jiang family, a clan leader who has been in the Jin Dynasty for more than hundreds of years.

However, she is an unpopular third-brother's legitimate daughter, and now she has voluntarily lost her identity as the Jiang family's daughter. Therefore, if we really want to compare, she, an orphan wandering around the world, is now far inferior to the county head. .

Jiang Wancheng lowered his head and pondered for a long time, then slowly raised his hand and pushed away Wen Chaoyan's arm holding him.

Wen Chaoyan looked stunned. Jiang Wancheng stood up and looked up at him. As if he had made up his mind, he said: "Wen Chaoyan. That Yun Nianxin belongs to you and saved your life. She has such an identity... for the future For the sake of it, why don’t you just marry her?”

Wen Chaoyan stared at the person in front of him in shock, his mind buzzing, as if he didn't understand why she spoke like this. He seemed to hear every word clearly, but he didn't understand it.

"What did you say?"

He was a decisive and decisive person. If he hadn't been ruthless enough, he wouldn't have been able to survive today with his two younger siblings.

But at this moment, he seemed to be a helpless child.

Returning to the moment six years ago, when he faced the annihilation and fragmentation of his family, the heads of his relatives being chopped off, and himself wandering alone in the world, he was at a loss and didn't understand why this happened?

Seeing his expression like this, Jiang Wancheng's heart hurt like a needle.

She raised her hand to touch his face, with a sad look on her face, and advised him: "Princess Duanhe is marrying the youngest son of King Zheng. In the hands of King Zheng, there are 100,000 troops in Dongying. If you want to take revenge, you must bring warmth. If the orphan of the family returns to Dajin, marriage is the fastest and best option! If the prince of the Zheng family..."

Wen Chaoyan waved her arm away and shouted in a low voice: "That's enough!"

His eyes were filled with anger.

Staring at the beloved in front of me, my heart felt like it was being torn apart, and I was breathing heavily. I couldn't bear to get angry with her, but I had to suppress the violent ups and downs in my heart and asked her: "What about you!? Are you just that? Doesn’t your heart belong to me? Haven’t you saved my life? In addition to revenge, can’t I have some happiness of my own? What about me?”

Facing his repeated questions, Jiang Wancheng was speechless, but could not answer.

Wen Chaoyan sneered to himself.

Then, he stepped back step by step with a pale face.

"Sure enough, a girl is never the only choice for me."

The moment he lowered his eyes, the loss and sadness that had escaped him were not completely gone.

Jiang Wancheng watched helplessly as he turned around to leave. At this moment, Sister Ya woke up rubbing her eyes.

Seeing Wen Chaoyan, she immediately sat up happily and shouted: "Brother! The eldest brother is you!"

Sister Ya slid down from the bed with a 'gulu', and then rushed towards Wen Chaoyan with her bare feet.

Wen Chaoyan opened his arms to pick her up.

Sister Ya happily put her face in her brother's arms and rubbed her little head back and forth.

"Brother, we celebrated my sister's birthday today. My second brother and I also cooked longevity noodles for her. What about you? What about you?"

Sister Ya spread her fair hands and stared at her brother with her big round eyes.

Wen Chaoyan did not look back at Jiang Wancheng behind him.

He just rubbed Sister Ya's head and asked her: "So, the troupe is singing for your sister?"

Sister Ya: "Yes. But Sister A doesn't seem to like listening to the show. She just stays in the room all the time, right Sister?"

Jiang Wancheng didn't reply.

She stared at Wen Chaoyan's back, wondering if he would look back.

Unfortunately, Wen Chaoyan only gave Sister Ya a few perfunctory words before placing her on the ground.

"Go to sleep."

After Sister Ya reluctantly returned to the bedside, he also strode away from the place.

With a pale face, Jiang Wancheng returned to the bed with light steps, and sat down slowly on the bed.

Seeing that she had a bad look on her face, Sister Ya asked her confusedly: "Sister, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

Jiang Wancheng managed to put on a smile and comforted her: "It's okay... maybe it's too hot. Go to sleep."

Sister Ya said "Oh", but she still held Jiang Wancheng's neck and kissed her before lying down again.

"Sister, please go to bed quickly. Brother has already prepared your birthday gift, but he hasn't had time to give it to you yet. I just teased him on purpose, hoping that he would take it out quickly..."

The little girl mumbled something and slowly fell asleep.

Jiang Wancheng raised his hand to wipe away a tear and sighed: "I know."

On this side, Wen Chaoyan Qi returned to the room silently. Li Yan turned around and saw that he was already lying beside her, and was startled.

"Hoo!! You scared me to death!! You are really a living king of hell!"

Li Yan turned over and sat up, and it took him a long time for his heart to drop.

Wen Chaoyan's mood was obviously very bad.

Even in the dark room, Li Yan could detect the anger and depression in him.

Li Yan asked tentatively, "What, what's wrong? Could it be that the girl locked the door?"

Wen Chaoyan ignored him.

Li Yan asked again: "Knock on the door but it won't open?"

Wen Chaoyan:......

Li Yan: "Tell you to get out?"

Wen Chaoyan: "Are you annoyed?"

Li Yan: "...Oh."

When he was about to lie down obediently, Wen Chaoyan asked him in silence: "Are you drinking?"

yard.

Li Yandong slaps mosquitoes in the east and moths in the west.

The two sat across from each other, with two plates of side dishes on the table, a bowl in front of each, and three wine jars rolled at their feet.

Wang Chu asked in a low voice from the side: "My lord... do you want more?"

Li Yan quickly waved his hand, "Go down and leave it alone!"

Wang Chu glanced at Wen Chaoyan worriedly before retreating.

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